The little book spirit slowly opened her eyes, and a five-colored aurora gradually drifted within them.
The thousand-foot phantom behind her also opened its eyes.
A moment ago, it had merely manifested its presence, but now, it truly seemed to have come to life.
It gazed in the direction where Chi Yan was fleeing, its tiny brow furrowing with a hint of displeasure.
"Thinking of running?"
The little book spirit raised her hand.
The great Book Immortal followed suit.
The little book spirit extended a single finger.
The great Book Immortal also extended a single finger.
She tapped the air in front of her.
He pointed toward the vast sky.
It was as if a single drop of water had fallen between heaven and earth.
A soft "thud" echoed.
The resulting ripples expanded rapidly in all directions, covering ten miles, then a hundred, then a thousand in an instant...
The wind stopped.
Everything went silent.
Caught within it, Xu Xian discovered that he could no longer move.
The entire world seemed to have paused at this very moment. The remaining flames on the ground ceased their flickering, the leaves startled into flight in the distance stopped falling, and the dust dancing with the wind no longer drifted.
Silence.
Absolute silence.
It was as if the world had been paused, and even time itself was frozen in the air.
Xu Xian was stunned.
His scalp felt numb.
If his mouth could move, he would have let out a loud howl.
【How are you so damn awesome!】
Hundreds of miles away, the mountain-sized Chi Yan was suspended in mid-air, his wings still partially spread.
The flaming feathers upon them were motionless. His entire body felt as though it were being held in a death grip by an invisible giant hand. No matter how much strength he mustered, he could not move even an inch.
He panicked—completely and utterly.
Yet now, he could not even voice a plea for mercy.
The only thing in his entire body that could still move was his mind.
A domain!
It had to be a domain.
It had to be the domain that, according to the records, only an immortal could manifest!
So...
He really was an immortal.
In this moment, Chi Yan finally understood. He understood why Bai Mang had been so arrogant, and he understood why that man was so strong, capable of slaying an eighth stage with the power of the sixth stage. It was because behind him stood an immortal—a true immortal.
What should he do?
What could he do?
He racked his brain, but there was only one answer.
Wait for death!
On the other side, under Xu Xian's gaze, the little book spirit raised her short arms and with great effort, pulled a sword out of her small book chest.
Yes.
She actually pulled it out.
Xu Xian was even more shocked. He had always thought it was just a decoration, like those little girls in anime who liked to carry a large pillow on their backs.
Who would have thought it was a real sword?
As she held the finger-sized sword in her hand, the phantom's hand similarly coalesced into the form of a giant sword.
The little book spirit aimed the sword in Chi Yan's direction, not forgetting to take aim.
Then, she shouted in her milky voice.
"Slay!"
The sword in the Book Immortal's hand traced a semicircle at his side, was raised high above his head, and then violently swung down.
A sharp whistle rang out.
A Celestial Sword Intent suddenly manifested in the world. The surging sword intent split the heavens and the earth in an instant, moving forward and ignoring all obstacles.
Like a line becoming a plane.
A thousand miles of land was sliced in half like a watermelon.
The earth was gouged open, and space itself was torn asunder. Everything along its path was ground into dust; nothing was spared.
Chi Yan was naturally no exception.
Even from a hundred miles away, Xu Xian clearly saw that mountain-like body instantly sliced into two clean halves.
It looked like two sides of pork...
And the man who had been so impossibly arrogant just a moment ago didn't even have the chance to let out a grunt.
Such a scene, with its intense visual impact, caused Xu Xian's sea of consciousness to instantly boil.
That was a late-stage eighth stage demon king!
Just dead like that?
Before him, after the sword strike was delivered, the little book spirit seemed to have exhausted all her energy. Her shoulders slumped, her eyes drooped, and she let out a tiny puff of air.
"Phew~"
As that breath was released, everything else became like bubbles under the sun.
With a pop.
Everything shattered and vanished.
The gale rose again, the flames flickered once more, the domain disappeared, and the play button of the world was pressed again.
Then came the earth-shaking tremors and the deafening roars.
The towering sword intent was completely unleashed. Before Xu Xian's eyes, a wave of air wrapped in dust extended for hundreds of miles.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Space vibrated, the mountains and rivers groaned, and Xu Xian's eardrums buzzed from the vibration.
The phantom of the Book Immortal was blown away by the gale, and the little book spirit fell toward the ground like a kite with a broken string.
Xu Xian kicked off the ground and, with quick eyes and steady hands, caught her, holding her securely in his palm.
But before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he felt as if he had been instantaneously hollowed out. He couldn't muster a single bit of strength or a shred of qi.
His head felt heavy, his body went soft, and he plunged headfirst toward the ground.
Using the last of his strength, he instinctively shielded the little book spirit in his arms.
He hit the ground hard.
He hissed in pain, his face contorting.
"Sss—"
The air current in his ears was still turbulent, the energy was still roiling, and the earth, stones, and vegetation in the wind were still raging. The entire process lasted for nearly the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
By the time Xu Xian recovered a bit of his strength and managed to sit up, his vision was still blurry.
The sky of the Demon Abyss was grey to begin with.
The ground had been pulverized, so it wasn't surprising that he couldn't see clearly.
However, in the ground before him, a deep, massive crater had appeared, extending further and further...
It was several yards wide.
And a hundred meters deep.
At this moment, rocks and soil from both sides were still collapsing inward from time to time.
Xu Xian sat on the ground in a sorry state, his tired eyes wide with shock.
"This..."
In his arms, a weak call echoed softly in his divine sense.
"Master."
Xu Xian looked down and opened his palm. The little book spirit's face was pale, and she lay spread-eagled in his hand. A weak but proud smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as her eyes fluttered open and shut. She giggled breathlessly, "That sword strike of mine... was it cool?"
Looking at her, though Xu Xian knew she would be fine, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache. He responded with a weak smile of his own.
"Yeah!"
"It was incredibly cool."
The little book spirit closed her eyes in satisfaction, a sincere smile gracing her face.
Then, she fell fast asleep.
She turned into a shimmer of light, merged into his palm, and vanished.
Looking at his empty palm, Xu Xian knew the little one would likely be offline for a while.
She was the spirit of the tower.
As long as the tower didn't collapse, she wouldn't die. However, once the energy in the tower was exhausted, she would fall into a brief slumber, just as a person needs to sleep when they are tired.
As for how long she would sleep, Xu Xian didn't know.
An hour? Half a day? Or a whole day?
Ghost only knew.
That move just now was, in the little book spirit's words, the Sword Tower Finisher.
It absorbed the power of two swords and forcibly used the energy within the Sword Tower to empower her for a single strike.
The sword's power was comparable to an immortal's.
Its strength was on par with a saint's.
Unfortunately, in their current situation, she could only manage one strike. After using it once, the Sword Tower would need a long time to accumulate energy again.
Back in the Demon Suppression Abyss, she had already told Xu Xian about it.
But since it had never been used, Xu Xian hadn't known how powerful the strike would be, nor if it would even succeed.
Fortunately, the little book spirit had been true to her word.
Though it was the first time, they had come through without any mishaps.
It was practically perfect.
It was also good that it had been used; now he had a baseline to know how long it took to recharge and exactly how much destructive power it possessed.
Xu Xian pulled out some pills and swallowed them. This time, he also followed Lu Yuan's example and ate a few immortal plants raw.
He was too drained.
He had to recover quickly. That sword strike had caused far too much commotion; leaving as soon as possible was the best course of action.
After finishing the plants, he took a swig of wine.
"Ah!"
With a low shout, he struggled to his feet, hoisted Chi Ji onto his shoulder, and began to stagger forward along the sword gorge while drinking his wine.
Meals could be skipped! But loot must be gathered!
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